Last day at weekend, One of my Japanese friends invited me to small pub in Fukui.There were only a fewcustomers sitting at the counter when
we arrived. Amongst them, there was a man with thick side-beards, greeted and said Hajimemashite or mean [ How do you do?] to me.
His age is around 20.
After I sat and drank a glass of beer, that man walked to the free space of the pub, turned on the stereo, prepared the microphone, and pulled out a quitar from a corner of the room, started to play and sing the song fascinatingly.
All the music and lyrics he sang, he said, he wrote by himself.
Even though the world does not know him yet, he deserves a stage better than this.
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